Look for death!

Hearing Matsui Chuan's words that he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and seeing Qin Feng's squinting actions, many Chinese drivers, business elites, and bigwigs from all over the world invariably came up with these two words in their hearts.

Because, in their memories, including the crown prince of the Yang family, the Long family, and Nan Qinghong, anyone who offended Qin Feng did not end well.

Not a single one!

They have no reason to believe that Matsui River will be an exception.

While making this judgment, the drivers in the Chinese underground racing world, led by Chen Feng, were a little worried.

They were worried that Qin Feng would start teaching Matsui Chuan a lesson at this moment.

In that case, although it can be regarded as angry, it is also easy to fall into the handle.

In Itoqing's previous words, once the matter spreads, the foreign underground racing community will despise the Chinese underground racing world, thinking that the Chinese underground racing industry cannot afford to lose.

Immediately, in the ambivalence of Chen Feng and the others who were expecting and worried, Qin Feng did not make a move, nor did he pay attention to Matsui Chuan, but set his sights on the starting point of the track.

On the steps in front of the starting point of the track, the girl who took off ~ clothes was the same as before, blocking her chest with one hand, and then untied her chest ~ clothes.

"Hum~"

"Hum~"

As the chest ~ clothes fell to the ground, the roar shook the sky.

The white Aston Martin and the black Koenigssell, like two-haired steel monsters, roared and rushed forward.

At night, the two cars started side by side, and when it was about to disappear from view, Aston Martin was one place ahead.

Swish!

At the same time, a light shone on the three-story building.

The next moment, the three-story building was like a curtain, flashing dozens of small screens - it was the footage of surveillance everywhere.

This is one of the features of the Kunshan Underground Circuit, with the floor as the curtain, the use of electronic information technology, the process of the race in the eyes of the audience, so that the audience can see the progress of the race at the beginning and end of the track.

"Ah Fei was the first to rush through the first surveillance!"

"Damn~, finally ahead!"

"I hope Ah Fei can hold on to the end, let's raise our eyebrows!"

......

Moments later, the first screen showed Aston Martin speeding by, causing a stir.

Both the Chinese drivers and the audience cheered.

Including Chen Feng, he also loosened his frowning brows and smiled.

Only Qin Feng did not cheer.

Instead, his brow furrowed.

Because, he saw through the surveillance screen that Zhu Fei was at the turn of the first right-angle turn, because the speed was too fast, not only did the drift not perfect, but also almost scratched the crash railing.

On the other hand, Ito, on the other hand, controlled the speed of the car very well, and when he turned a corner, he made a textbook drift and passed quickly along the inside corner.

"A bunch of idiots!"

At the same time, on the Japanese drivers' side, their faces did not show the slightest depression and frustration, but a sarcastic smile, and some even spoke directly, and the Chinese drivers and spectators who felt as if they were cheering were clowns in their eyes.

Well?

The insulting words of the Japanese driver sounded in his ears, and looking at the sarcastic smile on the face of the Japanese driver led by Matsuigawa, Qin Feng's uneasiness in his heart became even stronger, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

Reason told him that Zhu Fei was eager to win and had an unstable mentality, so he would not only lose the game, but also very likely to die because of a mistake in the game.

"Ah Fei continues to lead!"

While Qin Feng was worried, Aston Martin took the lead in passing the second surveillance, causing cheers from Chinese drivers and spectators.

There was one detail that they didn't notice in the cheers – Koenigssell was following Aston Martin on his heel, closing the distance to Aston Martin and overtaking him at any moment.

"Poor Huaxia, if they knew that Ito-kun deliberately gave that Huaxia the lead before the first two corners, I wonder if they would still be able to laugh?"

"Ito-kun can be said to have put a lot of effort into it, he deliberately fell behind the Chinese driver, and then overtook it, and in this way affected the mentality of the Chinese driver. If that Chinese driver's mentality collapses, he will definitely die!"

"That's right, if Ito-kun didn't want that Huaxia man's life, where would he let that Huaxia man lead?!"

At the same time, on the other side, the sarcastic smiles on the faces of the Japanese riders did not diminish in the slightest, and several of them even playfully discussed.

Although their voices were small, Qin Feng still heard them with hearing far beyond ordinary people.

This...... It made the worry in Qin Feng's heart even stronger!

"I'm grass, the little devil overtook Ah Fei in the third monitoring lot!"

Soon, the picture of the third monitoring lot flashed, and Ito Qing used his outstanding curve drifting technology to overtake Zhu Fei's Aston Martin, reversing the situation and starting to lead.

"Uh......"

Seeing this scene, whether it was those Chinese drivers or the audience, the smiles on their faces disappeared, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water, directly extinguishing their passion.

"Overtaken, haha......"

"Look at how wonderful the expressions of those Chinese people are!"

"Next, the show is about to be staged, guess which Chinese driver will be wrecked and killed?"

At the same time, there was a sound of laughter from where the Japanese riders were, and after the laughter, they exchanged each other again, and almost unanimously agreed that Zhu Fei would die in the race.

"I hope Xiaofei can remember my words. ”

Qin Feng's brows were completely twisted together, forming a Sichuan shape.

"Damn!!"

A few kilometers away, Zhu Fei scolded angrily, slammed the accelerator of Aston Martin to the end, and chased Königssell in front.

"Z~"

Soon, the two cars came to a U-shaped curve one after the other, and Ito Aoi still relied on his superb drifting technology to pass along the inside of the corner, and the whole process was perfect.

And Zhu Fei was too fast, and when he was drifting, the sports car was a little out of control and almost hit the protective railing again, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and hit the direction in time to avoid a tragedy.

And yet—

Even so, Zhu Fei was shocked into a cold sweat, he was like a cat who had guessed his tail, his hair exploded, and his hair almost stood up!

"Xiaofei, you must be calm in the game, don't be impulsive, safety first!"

Immediately, Qin Feng's advice before the start of the game echoed in his ears, allowing him to reduce the intensity of stepping on the accelerator.

Instead of slamming the throttle down to chase Königssell in front of him, he kept the speed within his control.

In this way, Zhu Fei was quickly completely distanced by Ito Qing - when Ito Qing passed through the fourth surveillance, Zhu Fei did not follow, but fell behind by two seconds.

Two seconds, for a racing race, can already decide the outcome of the race.

And the game between Zhu Fei and Ito Qing has only started soon!

The result completely stunned the Chinese drivers and spectators, who stared at the three-story building and barely believed their eyes.

To be precise, they don't believe and can't accept that Zhu Fei's transformation from leading to backward will be so fast!

It seems that the Huaxia man has calmed down and is no longer in a hurry to catch up with Ito-kun, otherwise he would not be so far behind. ”

"Originally, I wanted to see a good show of car destruction and death, but if this trend continues, I'm afraid I won't see it. ”

"Even if we don't see the car crashing and people dying, we can see that Chinese man kneeling on the ground and slapping himself and admitting his mistake later!"

......

On the Japanese rider's side, they did not feel excited, excited, or cheering because of Ito's lead, on the contrary, they felt sorry because Zhu Fei calmed down.

Because, they all know very well that if Zhu Fei is no longer so impulsive to chase the throttle red to the end to catch up with Ito Qing, unless the sports car suddenly breaks down, it is impossible for the car to be destroyed and killed.

Soon, the fifth surveillance screen flashed, and it was still Koenigssell who passed first, with Aston Martin trailing by almost three seconds.

"Alas, it seems that Ah Fei is going to lose too!"

"Ah Fei's loss is five consecutive defeats!"

"Mom~, why am I so aggrieved and unhappy?"

Then, those Chinese drivers and spectators spoke again, and there was no longer any excitement in their tones, and some were just aggrieved.

They originally thought that Zhu Fei would be able to win back a city, but now it seems that unless Ito Qing makes a mistake, the possibility is very small.

As Qin Feng and those drivers expected, Zhu Fei was defeated!

Twenty minutes later, Koenigsel crossed the track first, while Aston Martin reached the finish line thirty seconds later.

Thirty seconds!

That's a big gap.

This is also a shame for Zhu Fei and the underground racing world in China - here, but Zhu Fei's home field!

In his own appearance, he was completely abused by his opponent, how humiliating it was?!

A few seconds later, Koenigsel pulled over first, and Ito Aoi stepped out of the car with a sneer on his face.

The Japanese drivers looked at Aston Martin with excitement and anticipation.

They were waiting, waiting for Zhu Fei to get out of the car, and then knelt down in front of them, slapping themselves to admit their mistakes and apologize!

One of them had already taken out his mobile phone and was ready to take a picture of the insulting image.

The Chinese drivers and spectators also looked at Aston Martin, their faces full of depression, and their eyes full of unbearability and unwillingness.

They couldn't bear it, and they weren't willing to let Zhu Fei kneel down to the Japanese after losing the game!

Under the gaze of everyone, Aston Martin slowly pulled over and stopped, but Zhu Fei did not get out of the car, but leaned weakly on the car seat, his expression pale as paper.

"Haha, doesn't he dare to get out of the car?"

"Eighty years have passed, although Huaxia has risen, the cowardice in the bones of the Chinese people has not decreased at all, and they dare not face the reality!"

"Hey, the Huaxia people have always been reluctant to admit that since the First Sino-Japanese War, Huaxia has never won against us in the war, but this is indeed the case!"

"I am willing to lose the bet, if he doesn't get out of the car and honor the bet, I will go to the forum tomorrow to expose him, so that he will not be able to mix in the underground racing world in his life!"

......

Seeing that Zhu Fei didn't get off the car for a long time, those Japanese drivers shouted one after another.

In the face of a piercing shout, neither those Chinese drivers nor the spectators were powerless to refute, just staring at Aston Martin in front of them in a daze.

Well?

Looking, watching, they suddenly noticed that a figure appeared next to Aston Martin.

Be...... Qin Feng!

Under the cover of night, Qin Feng quietly came to Aston Martin's side and knocked on the car window gently.

In the car, Zhu Fei subconsciously turned his head, and after seeing Qin Feng, the frustration in his heart became even more violent, so that his body trembled uncontrollably.

He opened the car door trembling and opened his mouth to say something.

And yet—

Without waiting for him to speak, Qin Feng stretched out his hand and smiled slightly.

"Get out of the car, I'll take care of the rest – I promise, those Japanese riders will regret coming to China!"

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